Alba Gu Brath

Cooling gently

the coffee sits patiently,

waiting to be supped.

The twin handled cup

shines in the sunlight,

dancing on the table.

Another cafe,

in another place.

Another day

in another world,

thinking only of you.

Over all these miles

my thoughts turn to you,

and the reason we are apart.

The coffee in the cup

reminds of the moments

we share when united.

Frothing on the surface

the quiet mountains of home

stare at me from the cup,

enticing me once more.

To think of you always.

Perched on the edge

the cocoa filled surprise

awaits it's reckoning,

full of welcoming sweetness.

The flavours dance

lightly on my tongue

and the memories explode.

I close my eyes

and I can taste your beauty.

Sitting in this other world.

I think of you.

The cacophony of sound

encircling this street cafe

deafens the sound of my thoughts

As I sit and remember

the sweetness of the song

you sing whenever I see you.

Smiling in the sunlight,

grinning inwardly with joy,

looking like a fool at play,

the others stare in silence.

As my thoughts turn to you.

Soon this day will end,

soon the journey home begins.

Soon I will be with you again,

and I will cherish every moment,

every second.

I reach for the coffee

and the mountains of home stare back

the valleys rise in the frothed ridges

your beauty reflected in a cup,

anchoring me in this world.

Bonding me, with you, forever.

© Fergus Martin

May 2014